Monthly Archives: November 2011

Wriggling all over, Yeager presents his black rump for a butt scratch.

The bricks wet already? I thought I had till noon to get some Great Stuff from Adler’s and fill that rotten place in the porch.

We in Troop 28 all know “Dr. D” as our beloved assistant scout master. But many of you probably don’t realize what an extinguished career he had before moving to Rhode Island. Let me complain. Dr. D. landed his very … Continue reading →

So this is when the leaves fall. You would think I would remember but this year is different, the tawny oak leaves stiffer scraping each other on the way down, settling onto the lake like it was warm jello, still … Continue reading →

Male bonding can be mysterious. In Salem on Halloween night I rush to the trunk of my Audi. My pal Drac needs some Fixodent.